The weekend, bar a minor nightcap on friday and a few glasses of wine yesterday afternoon, was spent quietly manifesting my future as a writer and authority on 20somethings everywhere.
It was good to see the Sunday Times promoting the new phenomenon of 'blooks' - blogs that develop into books... The manifestation was so thick I could reach out and touch it...
Taking in the newspapers as you might expect on a quiet weekend, gave me the opportunity to catch up on celebrity happenings around the world. If celebs are anything to go on, the current level of addiciton among 20somethings must be at an all time high. I counted no fewer than 10 current high profile rehab stints, being led admirably from the front by the newly shaven headed britney spears.
It's interesting to note that 'exhaustion' is now listed as the major reason for entering rehab!
The poor celebs are so exhausted by their chauffeur driven, endorsment funded, sushi fuelled lifestyles that a spell in the clinic is the only way to prepare themselves for the next bout of luxury bingeing.
Exhaustion is the new uber addiction. It is now the state one might find oneself in when one is addicted to so many different things, so many prescription uppers and downers, cocaine and ecstasy driven nights, money, sex and fame, that one simply comes to an abrupt halt.
But what of the normal 20something who is force fed this crap on a daily basis by a complacent, stale crop of media titles forced to invent celebrities just to fill their pages?
The rest of us need reminding that our lives are a) more meaningful, b) much more difficult, and c) should not be aspirant to this type of empty existence.
I had dinner the other night with a friend of mine who is newly married. He gets up at 6.30am, is at his desk for 8, and does not get home until 9pm. He is too busy to take a lunch break. He looked thin, tired and, worst of all, clearly hates his job. He is in that income bracket too good to turn own but not enough to really make a difference - and he has a huge mortgage and a wife to support. We discussed my new path and, without ramming it down his throat, I suggested he prioritise finding a job he enjoyed, seeing as he was spending 95% of his waking hours at work.
He resisted, saying he was fulfilling the role of 'man'. This is just how it was.
I feel bad for him.
The 20something is so concerned by their next paycheck, by the mortgage and the conventions they must conform to that they are actually prepared to forgoe the enjoyment of life.
How did it come to this?
I blame parents. And the proliferation of the money orientated celebrity dream into every corner of our lives.
But my lunch partner yesterday has a more revolutionary view on the whole thing.
Apparently, we (humanity / the universe), are leaving the piscean age and entering the aquarian age.
The Piscean age was male driven, and manifested in the kind of ridiculous pressures suffered by my aforementioned friend, and also was fiercely competitive and self centred.
Whereas the Aquarian age will see mankind help his neighbour, care for the planet, dispel convention and see the continued rise of womankind everywhere.
Bravo, I say.
My new, spiritual path dictates that I embrace such views and wholeheartedly believe in them.
It fits perfectly with everything promoted by The Secret - the power of positive thought, especially on a global scale, will see us through in the end.
The future may not be as bleak for my friend as I fear.
Writing time: 6 hours over w/e
Manifestation: 95%
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